Feng Yifan held the woman in front of him, burying his face in her neck, and took a deep breath.
"Still the scent I like, but has my sister Chuxue forgotten her identity?"
Xia Chuxue was very annoyed. She was hurt in this place, yet he acted as if it didn't matter?
Moreover, when this guy came in, his body was already not normal.
The object of his desire was likely some wild woman outside, and she was just a substitute.
Her body belonged to Brother Yan, but now it's become someone else's substitute.
Xia Chuxue really didn't want this, but she had no choice.
"Of course not, it's just that the wound really hurts." She pursed her lips, immediately becoming much more well-behaved.
No matter how unwilling she was, she still had to rely on this man. This was an undeniable fact.
"By the way, did anything happen before grandpa left? Why do I feel like he's not as attentive to me as he was before?"
Since waking up that night and not seeing Grandpa, Xia Chuxue had felt strange.
